I’ve Become a Genius Actor

Chapter 70:

I didn't expect this development.

Amy said with a sparkle in her teeth.

"You did say that anyone who acts would want to try everything, right?"

Yooil realized as he saw the triumphant glint in Philippe's eyes.

That him calling his name was also to suggest this.

What will you do?

What will I do?'

Of course, it was appealing.

Although there were parts that concerned him.

"My English may not be perfect for acting."

"No! It's good enough as it is!"

Philip exclaimed. Brion quietly added.

Don't worry. Brion is always here to help with natural translations, Mr. Yooil.

It didn't completely erase his worries, but.

"Alright."

Amy and Philippe cheered with a high five, and David smiled, patting Yooil's shoulder.

Thus, Han Yooil joined an unexpected project.

Though it was more like notifying his agency than asking, the response from CEO Jang was concise.

Sounds fun.

Gu Chanik and Hwang Yiwon, having heard the story, also showed interest.

The next day, Yooil left the hotel with the plain support of the old director and the senior actor.

On his way to the cafe, the designated meeting place, Brion continued explaining.

This project seems similar to the work method of Jacques Rivette.

Jacques Rivette?'

A French film director and critic, a key figure in the Nouvelle Vague.

Nouvelle Vague.

A new wave that emerged in France in the 1950s.

According to Brion, Jacques Rivette often wrote scripts with his actors. The production process was often improvisational, and it was common to shoot films even without a completed script.

Hearing the name of the Nouvelle Vague director from Yooil, Amy said cheerfully.

"That's accurate, Yool. I've always wanted to shoot a small movie like that."

She added that since it's not a feature film, there's no need to write the script on paper.'

The shooting location was the terrace of the cafe they met at.

A scene without a script or a storyboard.

A shoot that was truly a blank slate, with only the location and a rough situation decided.

Next to Amy Baumbeck, who held a heavy camera, Philippe wore a headset, holding the recording equipment.

"Ok, shall we start?"

Han Yooil closed his eyes.

He thought of a character he had pondered over last night.

And slowly opened his eyes.

* * *

Meanwhile, David was curious.

A young actor from Korea.

Neither formally trained in acting nor particularly experienced.

But how could he act like that?'

Especially the expression he showed when he was dying in The Mysterious Garden' was still vivid in his mind.

"Action!"

With that call, David cleared all thoughts and slowly approached Yooil sitting on the terrace.

Han Yooil sat comfortably, crossing his legs and looking at a distant mountain, tapping the table with the index finger of his right hand, and his left hand was casually resting on the back of the chair.

"May I sit here? I don't have much time until my train."

Yooil looked up at David's face and slowly nodded.

"Of course."

"Are you a student?"

"No."

"Then, traveling?"

Yooil narrows his brows and lifts the corners of his mouth, pondering briefly.

"Perhaps."

"Perhaps"

David chews on Yooil's words and glances at Han Yooil. He is still tapping the table with his fingers. There's a relaxed ease about him, devoid of the excitement' typical of a traveler in a strange place.

David looks around for a moment.

"Have you ordered?"

"Yes. I ordered the most famous tea in this place."

Han Yooil carefully picks up a teacup from the table and hands it to David.

As David looks at his face and absentmindedly reaches out to take the tea, he hesitates.

There was nothing in Yooil's hand that claimed to have ordered tea.

""

Only then does David realize that there was never anything on the table from the start.

With just his gestures, Han Yooil had succeeded in deceiving him.

Oh no.

David quickly hides the surprise that surfaces.

Han Yooil, with a face completely oblivious to any oddity, extends his hand once again towards David.

"It's alright, try it."

Amy, observing them through the camera, smiles.

A man drinking invisible tea.

A character with a gentle and calm appearance, doing inexplicable actions.

It's hard to tell whether he's teasing David on purpose, or if he truly believes he's drinking' tea, so skillfully deceptive he is.

David takes the invisible tea from Yooil and takes a sip.

Joy flickers in Yooil's dark brown eyes.

"How is it, tastes good, right?"

"Not bad."

The two continue a light and superficial conversation.

Raw, unrefined emotions pop up, and dialogues and expressions, as if freshly caught, move vividly, captured by the camera.

Then, suddenly, Yooil opens his eyes.

His deep, inscrutable eyes stare intently at David.

"May I ask you for a favor?"

"If it's something I can do."

David responds cautiously. Then, Han Yooil slowly speaks.

"If it's alright, could you kill me?"

!

It was a request as mundane and polite as Could you pass me that napkin, please?' or Could you pick up that piece of paper for me?'

Seeing his smooth and warm smile, David feels a chill.

He wants to run away.

To leave this place immediately.

But along with that thought, a contradictory desire writhes within.

"Why would you ask for such a favor?"

He finds himself asking the question involuntarily.

Like a fly stepping into a sweet-scented trap.

He couldn't cut off his curiosity about the man sitting in front of him.

Amy tightens her grip on the camera she's holding.

And slowly zooms in on Han Yooil's face.

* * *

Passersby glance at Yooil and David sitting at the cafe terrace.

Some even stop in their tracks to observe them.

Min Woojin was also there.

I was worried'

He suddenly realized.

At least when it comes to acting, there was no need to worry about Han Yooil.

Min Woojin stood quietly until the filming was over.

That's when it happened.

"Wow this is amazing, really."

Min Woojin, staring at Han Yooil with a dazed expression, was startled by the Korean language heard too closely and turned his head.

"Did you get everything from the beginning, Director Min?"

"Yeah, good. Though the angle is a bit disappointing."

"The PD must really like it, right?!"

Seeing them, Woojin's mouth slightly opened.

Why are they here?'

They were the team from Wandering Theater: The First Time'.

The second PD from the last meeting was there, along with the assistant writer and what seemed to be the director of photography, filming Yooil with a camera.

The smile faded from Min Woojin's face. He stiffened his lips and approached them.

"You're the Wandering Theater team, right?"

The three looked startled by the sudden appearance of Min Woojin.

"I am the manager of actor Han Yooil. I believe this filming was not pre-discussed."

"Ah, ah! Hello"

Receiving the uneasy gaze of the assistant writer, the second PD adjusted her glasses and showed a flustered smile.

Damn, caught red-handed.'

The second PD of Wandering Theater: The First Time' could boast a mental fortitude that never panicked in any situation.

The sociability to drink with strangers, the wit to get snacks from an angry grandfather, the resilience to laugh off losing all the games prepared for over a month due to heavy rain.

All these elements were the reason she had climbed up to be the second PD after working for several years on variety shows with PD Yu Jihyeok.

However, now, facing the angry bear-like manager of Han Yooil, the second PD was unusually flustered.

It was her fault for filming without thinking it through.

But!'

This was something she couldn't help but capture!

Any PD would have done the same. PD Yu Jihyeok would praise her for a year if he saw this clip.

At first, when Yu Jihyeok mentioned Han Yooil as a surprise cameo, he was slightly skeptical.

A bit weak.'

She had occasionally heard that he was a good actor. But she hadn't seen his plays or dramas due to her schedule, so Han Yooil wasn't a compelling choice for her.

But the moment she saw this she realized.

There was no actor better suited for the Wandering Theater.

Especially if this scene made it into the trailer

It's perfect.'

She could already envision a trailer that would capture public attention.

"We're really, really sorry for not consulting you in advance. We were just walking around to shoot some B-roll and just by chance! Really, by chance, we saw Mr. Yooil and it was too"

The second PD filtered out some vehement words before continuing.

"Perfect. We were about to contact you right after filming. It would be ruder to interrupt while Mr. Yooil was filming."

Seeing Min Woojin's slightly relaxed expression, the second PD forcibly suppressed her smile.

Done.'

She continued with the most pitiful look she could muster.

"We'll really work hard on the editing. I guarantee, when this variety show airs, the response will be really good!"

Although her expression was somewhat artificial, her words were sincere.

Min Woojin, after a moment of contemplation, replied in a softened tone.

"Then I'll ask Yooil first and contact the agency."

"Thank you!"

The second PD bowed several times, sending Woojin off.

"What if it doesn't work out, PD?"

"Don't worry, just tell the team to focus on making a great trailer."

Years of experience whispered to her.

This will work.'

The second PD picked up her phone with a bright face.

* * *

"Cut!"

At the director's call, Yooil slowly opened his eyes.

Amy Baumbeck's black eyes, holding the camera close, were intently fixed on Yooil.

""

She stared at Yooil silently for a while.

Han Yooil felt refreshingly good for the first time in a while.

If the script made the path, directing was about polishing and leading that path, and the actor had to walk that path as accurately and fittingly' as possible.

But today was different.

Everywhere his feet touched became the path. The camera captured every moment of running, rolling, and falling on it.

He felt like a racehorse running on a track without hurdles.

Completion Rate of Phase 3: 30%

Just as he noticed the increased completion rate, Woojin called him.

"Yooil."

"Yes?"

After hearing Min Woojin's words, Yooil first asked the three who had been filming the movie with him.

"It's fine. We were going to upload this video on OTube anyway."

A cool reply followed by a warm expression of gratitude.

"Yool, thank you for joining us. I really mean it."

"I should be the one thanking you."

After the filming, David, who had been sitting quietly, slowly stood up. He looked somewhat dazed.

"What character were you thinking of when you acted that out?"

Yooil slowly opened his mouth.

Hearing Yooil's response, David's eyebrows raised.

"I see."

He looked relieved, as if he had solved a complex problem.

"It was a good experience."

"That's what I wanted to say."

Hearing Yooil's words, David responded with a bittersweet yet affectionate smile.

It was a smile reminiscent of Berlin.

* * *

At the same time,

Lee Hyejin couldn't contain her excitement, holding her phone.

Naturally, Han Yooil was on her phone screen. She was watching the full version of an online fan meeting video, which she had seen multiple times.

It never gets old.'

Yesterday, there was a new post on Han Yooil's Shasta.

[@1_and_only

(Photo) (Photo) (Photo) Mooyi-nims, take care of yourselves and stay healthy!]

Mooyi nim'.

Mooyi' as in sir'!

Lee Hyejin groaned and hit her blanket roughly.

The photos Yooil posted were very Han Yooil' too. Berlin Dome against a cloudless blue sky, an open-air caf terrace, and a mirror selfie taken in a hotel thankfully, it was better than just a selfie.

After looking at the photos for a while and browsing the fan club, Lee Hyejin belatedly switched to BlueChat.

?!'

Her scrolling finger suddenly stopped on the BlueChat feed.

"!$%#$%@!!"

Lee Hyejin screamed and jumped up from her seat.

Is this real?'

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